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Once knew this tart, Rosie, swear she could’ve been in that movie. Face like a dream, but a mouth fouler than Gollum’s fish breath! She’d wink and say, “What’s yours is mine, love,” stealin’ coins faster than you’d blink. Pissed me off, yesss, but damn, she was quick—sneaky as a thief in the night! Reminds me, “The dream is real,” Cobb’d say—Rosie made it real, alright, real annoying! Ever wonder how they smell so good tho? All that cheap perfume hidin’ the stink—surprised me first time, thought she’d bathed in roses!

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In de 5 fotoboeken over Groot Sint-Laureins in oude foto’s van de Feestcommissie van Sint-Margriete onder supervisie van Ivan De Wilde door Uitgeverij Taptoe vind men naast de vele .

Then, there's the old district in Sint-Laureins. Oh-em-gee, it's almost magical with narrow alleys and that sweet aroma of fresh bread from Boulangerie Amour. I often get mad because, like, the traffic here is cray, and sometimes it makes me wanna yell "No more, please!" But then, I remember the precious moments of calm, like on the riverbank of La Riviere Celeste. I literally end my massages by watching water glisten – it's life-changing, babe!

Madeline Arens Obituary (1923 - 2020) - Iowa City, IA - the Iowa City Press-Citizen